Flashback - Third Person POV
From the corner of his eye, Xavier watched as two very familiar-looking men walked into the washroom casually. He didn't have to wreck his brain as realisation quickly dawned upon him. He had seen these men at the art competition earlier today, what are the odds that they would run into each other again?
The two men had their guard let down as they talked to one another without a single care.
Xavier was just about to step out when he heard the man's voice reach his ears, the words that left his mouth piqued his interest and he stopped immediately, hiding behind a wall.
"Yeah, they paid me a lot of money to make sure that their daughter wins. Can you believe it?" One of the men shared out loud, a hint of excitement laced his voice as he laughed, thinking that no one else was around.
